This is a song about "The blitz"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

The weed into the bong

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Do the math, get the sum

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Enter the building through the window